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"Good child, we meet again..."

Thoughts churned through his mind. Ailin's azure Cat Eyes suddenly narrowed as he immediately recognized the unfamiliar Druid.

There was hardly any need to guess.

He might never forget those sharp eyes that could see through every secret in a person's heart, let alone after only half a day.

"Meet again?" Orga and Simmons approached in confusion, looking from Ailin to the unfamiliar old Druid. "Ailin, you've actually met the Grand Master before?"

Sure enough, this unfamiliar old Druid was the Sacred Deer he had encountered at Lydia's Former Residence that morning—the Grand Master of the Druid Circle of Myna.

What was he doing here?

"Good afternoon, Grand Master." Without revealing anything, Ailin nodded respectfully to the old Druid, then nodded at Orga and Simmons. "This morning, Mentor Ortega and I encountered the Grand Master in the outer ring."

"Oh, so it was this morning..." Simmons and Orga suddenly understood.

The Grand Master had learned from them where Zerby Ortega might have gone. He had only mistakenly believed that their former witcher junior brother had encountered him outside the Druid Circle of Myna.

From their tone and questions, Ailin concluded that the Grand Master could not have been here for long.

He instinctively looked around. In these densely wooded grounds, it was impossible to hide the presence of a Great Druid.

Zerby Ortega was a very punctual person. He had never been late.

And so...

A judgment surfaced in Ailin's mind—one he found difficult to believe and dearly hoped was wrong.

"No need to look," the Grand Master said with a smile as he sat beneath the oak tree on a stone where Zerby Ortega often sat. "Zerby should already be in Myna City by now. He'll arrive in Cintra today and sail for the